Steven Pressfield

I was I had gone to a tractor trailer driving school and I got hired to work for this company in North Carolina.

And I was, you know, a beginner.

And I really I fucked up big time one time.

I dropped a trailer with like three hundred thousand dollars worth of, you know, industrial equipment in it.

And and.

And my boss, his name was Hugh Reeves, took me out to this hot dog place called Amos and Andy's in Durham, North Carolina.

And he sat me down and he said, son, I don't know what internal drama you're going through.

I know you're going through something.

But let me tell you this, while you're working for me,

You're a professional, and your job is to deliver a load.

And I don't care what happens between A and B, you got to do that.

You know, and I was like, well, you know, and I knew he was just absolutely right.

And I thought, man, I got to get my shit together here.

You know, I can't.

And so that obviously stuck with me forever.

And my friend John from Seattle in the fruit picking world was, again, I'm going to do a longer story than probably needs to be here.

In the fruit picking world, at least when I was doing this, most of the work was done by fruit tramps, by guys that were riding the rails from the old days.

And one of the phrases that they used was pulling the pin.

Have you ever heard this thing?

And what pulling the pin meant was quitting.